Chapter 506: Father and Child


    My heart sank. Thespiritwas here!


    Iattacked withthe Yin and Yang Umbreas Iturned around.However, thespiritwastoo fast.WhileI wasin the middle of my attack, he had already backed offand returnedto his footless ghost form.


    Bianhe, stop it!


    I somewhat admired this persistent historical figure. Moreover, what he had experienced was verytragic, soIdidnt want to hurt him further.


    Thespiritignored me. Heughed strangely andturnedinto a red mist that came toward me.Blood drained from my face. I hurried to spinthe Yin and Yang Umbre, forcingthe red mist to back off.


    Given the circumstances, I could only hold my ground and was unable to helpChuyi.IfIgot distracted, Bianhe would immediately storm toward me. Theworstthing was that I couldnt hurt him. After one night of recovering, Bianhe seemed to be much stronger.


    My strength was draining and my movements were slowing down.Eventually, I had to shift my strategy from defending to attacking. I read theBigDipper Sirius Spend got ready to attack withthe Sirius Whip.


    The Sirius Whip released amagnificentred glow when the spell was activated. I gritted my teethand prepared to use all of my remainingstrength toshat the spirit. Bianhecouldnt react in time and seemed scared.


    Whenmywhip was about to hit him, I felta tinge of regret. After all, thisstrike was enough to destroy his soul.But to my surprise,when my strike hit him, he didnt scream or flinch.


    How could it be? I dropped my jaw in surpriseand lookedat Bianhe.


    Ibecame aghastwhen I realizedthat I was encircled by many sneering ghosts!


    Thespirithad learned to clone itself, andI had justdestroyedone of his cloneswhile the real one was unhurt.


    In the meantime,I had used up my strength, and my legsfelt likejelly.I staggeredandndedon my butt.


    Bianhesmiled maliciously. He opened his mouthand blewred mist toward me.


    I was surrounded, andI didnt have any strength left to wield the Sirius Whip. At the moment my life was at stake, Chuyi cameand chanted amysterious spellthatsounded rather pleasant to the ears. Then, he drew his eight-facedHan sword out ofitssheath. The sword released acoldblue light.


    You evildoer! You see me, an immortal,andyoudont kneel?


    Immortal Lu Dongbins voice camefromChuyis mouth.After hearinghis voice, I heaved a sigh of relief. At the same time, I felt a little irritated. He wasnt being fair. When I invited him, he lingered and wasnt willing to help.Meanwhile,Chuyicould call him at any time.


    Bianhe was bewildered when he heard Lu Dongbinsshout. The red mistthat was attackingmewas gone; hisclonesalso disappeared.


    Thespiritstood in front ofus,lookingat me and Chuyi. Themurderous aura in his eyes wasfading, reced by confusion.


    I then heard theold mans voice from the lodge. Dont stop!That man isnt an immortal. Hes fooling you!


    After the old man said that, Bianhes eyes turned crimson again.He gritted his teethandhowled,producing moreclones. This time, his clones were almost double the amount as the previous time.


    It took me a while tounderstand what was happening.Lu Dongbin was bornduringthe Tang Dynasty, whileBianhe was from the pre-Qin Dynasty.It was nowonder he didnt know Lu Dongbin.


    You leave me with no choice! Chuyi snorted. His body darted like an arrow released fromabow. His eight-facedHan sword movedswiftly, cutting apartmany of theclones. He was so fast that I couldnt see his attacks clearly.


    Every time I sawtheswordmove, Bianhe screeched. In the end, there was only one left.He was terrified andturned into a red mist, trying to fleeinto the wooden lodge.


    You want to run? Chuyi threw the Han sword across the air. The sword shed with blue lightand piercedthrough the red shadow. Bianhes bodyscattered like sand grains.


    At the same time, Zhou Tian screamed his heart out from the small lodge. Father, father


    Aswe had dealt withthespirit, Lu Dongbin didntwaste time and left. Chuyi slowly opened his eyesand regainedhisposure. Then, he walked to the wooden lodge. I followed him.


    Zhou Tian was holding an old man, weepingloudly.


    The old man was vomiting blood, and hisentire body was shaking. At first nce, I knew he wouldnt survive.


    Anyway,Zhou Tian hadcalledthis manfather! I now understood why hisexpression changed so muchat that time. His father hadnt died that yearandhad been hiding in the dark, looking fora chance to kill him!


    However,why was he tryingto kill his son? Icouldn''t understand.


    After the grannies incident, Zhou Tian hadpletely changed.


    Anyway, although he knew his father had tried to kill him,Zhou Tianstill got on his kneesand beggedus to save his father.


    I was touched by his filial piety. I wanted to save the old man, butIsawthat his soul had half vanished.Wecouldno longerdo anything.


    Chuyi, what happened?


    Chuyi answered with his cold voice,Didyou think Bianhe would be able to create so many clones after just one night ofrest? This old man used his soul to replenish Bianhe.When Bianhe perished, hewas also affected.


    After listening to him, I didnt know what to say. I pulled Zhou Tian up.


    Chuyi thought for a momentandsquatted by the old man. He asked,Before you go, can you tell me the reason?


    Cough The old man vomited blood. He used thst bits of strength to ask, Kid, have you heard the story of Mrs. ZhouShi, who kept watch by her husbands coffin?


    What? You are fromtheZhou family?


    Chuyi was surprisedas he lookedat the old man. Slowly, he read, Mrs. ZhouShistayed beside her husbands grave on the south nk of the mountain. Through a thousand years of wind and cloud, this ugly wife had no regrets. All of her life, she wanted to be with Bianhe in Nirvana.


    The old man listenedasChuyi recited thepoem. Then, he turned to Zhou Tianand mouthedsomething. However, his eyes closed before he could make a sound.


    Father! Zhou Tian hugged him as he sobbed.


    I couldnt stand this sort of atmosphere, so I pulled Chuyiand left. Who was Mrs. ZhouShi? Whats the meaning of thatpoem?


    Mrs. ZhouShiwas the first wife of Bianhe. Bianhe left her because she was uglyandremarried a beautiful woman. However, his life had ups and downs. When Bianhe offered his jade to the Kings, he wasnt rewarded but punished. His feet were chopped off. The beautiful woman then left him. Mrs. ZhouShi, the wife he had left, stayed to take care of him. After Bianhe died, Mrs. ZhouShiwatched overhis grave for the rest of her life. Her image has beasymbol of loyalty and dignity.


    He sighed and nced atZhou Tian. Generations of the Zhou family havefulfilledtheir ancestors wish by watching over Bianhes grave. If that old man could control Bianhesspirit, he must have been a grave-keeper before.As for the reasonwhy he attacked his son, I think only his mother knows


    When we told the grannie the situation, she criedand shookuncontrobly. Thatold man! How stupidcould you be! HowcanIkeep on living?!


    It turned out Zhou Tian wasnt the old mans biological son. While the old man was in the army, a thug in the vige had raped his wife. She got pregnant and gave birth to Zhou Tian. When the old man came home after he was discharged from the military, he knew Zhou Tian wasnt his son. But because of his love for his wife, he didnt want toleave her.


    He secretlyasked around. Eventually, helearnedthat the thug that had harmed his family was already dead. His me of anger couldntbe ventedout, so he pointed his spear at the poor, illegitimate son.


    Ashe didnt want to hurt his wife, he nned to use thespirit.Eventually,the n that he had incubated for half of his life wasruinedbecause of me. Perhaps, it was the Will of Heaven...


    However, from the look on the old mans facebefore he died, I thought he had finally epted this son. Anyway, his deathwasnt in vainas it had been exchanged for Zhou Tians filial heart!